Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

It seemed that Venerable Nie was indeed extremely interested in the male corpse. Riding the golden蛟 dragon, he flew forward at top speed, his eyes gleaming with undisguised greed.

Looking again at the male corpse, it stood motionless in the center of the square from beginning to end, its lips opening and closing as if muttering to itself, its eyes filled with confusion and pain.

After what had happened earlier, Chen Tian knew that this male corpse had already lost all of his memories, and this was the source of his pain.

Imagine waking up one day and finding yourself in an extremely unfamiliar environment, with all memories of the past gone. What would you do? You would probably be like this male corpse, trapped in endless confusion and pain!

So, despite the violent tremors that had occurred earlier, the male corpse ignored them all, simply muttering to himself, as if trying to recall some clues from his blank mind!

Unfortunately, for some reason, no matter how hard he tried, he could not recall any of his past memories, which made him even more irritable and painful.

"This尊 asks you, are you from the ancient仙界?"

Flying all the way, Venerable Nie quickly arrived above the square on the golden蛟 dragon, looking down at the male corpse from a high position.

Although it had already been proven that this male corpse was a sword spirit, Venerable Nie discovered that before becoming a sword spirit, he had originally been a cultivator with extremely high magic power.

So, before making a move, Venerable Nie planned to first inquire, to see if he could get some information from him and find out how the ancient仙界 collapsed back then.

As soon as Venerable Nie said this, the surrounding cultivators immediately stopped their commotion and craned their necks to look into the square. They were also very curious as to why the ancient仙界 had been destroyed overnight.

"Ancient仙界… Ancient仙界… Ancient仙界… Ancient仙界… Ancient仙界…"

However, after hearing Venerable Nie's question, the male corpse once again showed a look of pain, repeatedly chanting this sentence. After who knows how many times, he suddenly raised his head, staring at Venerable Nie with madness in his eyes, and roared, "Tell me, what is the ancient仙界? Why does it sound so familiar, but I just can't remember? Why is this? Why is this? Who am I? Why am I here? Where was I before? Who… who can tell me! Haha… hahahaha…"

After a burst of mad ravings, the male corpse suddenly laughed wildly again, but this laughter contained a trace of loneliness, a trace of sadness!

"疯子! 疯子! Completely a疯子!" Venerable Nie's face suddenly turned angry when he saw the male corpse's appearance at this time: "It seems that nothing can be asked from your疯子mouth. Fine, then I will be kind and kill you, returning you to the essence of a sword spirit, so that you can be freed from your pain."

This male corpse was originally a sword spirit, a treasure sword with great power. However, after a long period of time, this treasure sword gradually developed a trace of intelligence. Of course, for Venerable Nie, he didn't need this trace of intelligence at all, because it would not harm the original power of the treasure sword. On the contrary, with this trace of intelligence, the difficulty of refining the treasure sword would increase several times. Therefore, in either case, the best way was to kill this trace of intelligence and return it to the essence of a sword spirit.

Thinking of this, Venerable Nie stopped talking nonsense. He saw the spiritual power in his body surging out like a sea, and then frantically injected it into the蛟 dragon under his feet. At the same time, the golden scales on the蛟 dragon's body all stood up, making it look like a mad rooster.

At this time, the number of golden scales and purple sword qi was more than tens of thousands, so after exploding together, they bloomed like beautiful fireworks in this dark void.

However, the surrounding cultivators were not in the mood to appreciate this beautiful scene, because each explosion of a golden scale and a purple sword qi would produce a huge shock wave. Tens of thousands of shock waves gathered together, like a hurricane passing through, crushing all the giant stones and fragments in the void into齑粉!

These cultivators naturally knew how terrifying this shock wave was, so in shock, they retreated in a panic, for fear of being swept away by it.

When He Bu Si saw this scene, his pale face became even paler, his whole body trembling, and he even wanted to escape backwards.

But at this moment, Chen Tian suddenly showed him a warm smile, and then with a wave of his right hand, a golden halo instantly condensed, enveloping their bodies.

At the same time, the extremely swift shock wave also blew over with an overwhelming momentum, crushing all the stones and fragments around them into powder.

However, within the protective罩 released by Chen Tian, the two of them did not suffer any impact. At this time, Chen Tian ignored the roaring and violent power around him, but still stared gloomily at the square shrouded in dazzling light.

At this time, the square, as well as the male corpse and Venerable Nie and others on it, were swallowed by golden and purple light. After a long time, this dazzling brilliance gradually dissipated.

Looking up again, everyone was surprised to find that the huge square, which was originally ten thousand feet long, had been cut in half, and the surrounding space裂缝 were all torn apart, with gusts of阴风 whistling out from within.

Even more frightening was that in such a fierce explosion, the male corpse was completely unharmed, and even the white robe he was wearing was not stained with a speck of dust. At this time, a huge sword shadow of seven hundred feet long was condensed in front of him.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at Venerable Nie's head!